Saturday, August 2, 2008


"you don't seem self conscious at all," she'd said.

i looked at her completely surprised.

guess i must play it off well or something.

i want soft soft fine sand. the kind people use to clean diamonds with. and i want my friends. sitting by the beach, as the sun sets.

can we? oh please.

this summer is filled with too many farewells and not nearly enough play time.

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